SGV Weekly began as (and remains) my love letter to the San Gabriel Valley. We have great stories here, and my wife said I should include my own. Last season, I opened each show with a personal monologue, but I’m tired of doing that every time and this seemed like a good way to get it out of my system.
Why should I be a guest on my own show? That’s the central question a panel of Valleros asked me. Obvious answer: it’s a show about people doing stuff in the SGV - I’m a people doing stuff in the SGV! But it ended up being a journey to the center of my halfie mind: where Mexican-Jewish pride basted in Catholic-Jewish guilt roasts over a fire of love for the 626.
Covina’s Midnight Hour Records is a store for music fans at every level. Brand new to the game, “just here for your ten records...
This inaugural episode tells the history of a gone but not forgotten punk band from La Puente. T.U. aka The Uglies, circa 2005-2011. The...
Alhambra City Councilmember Sasha Renee Perez has gone through real heartbreak when it comes to the homelessness crisis, having lost family to it. In...